I come from a long line of black faces sculpted from the dry, jet black meat of a sunflower. Created in thirty different shades of black, but all given the same smile. White smiles as shiny and sly as the fat beads of sweat running down the sun’s thick neck. These faces and smiles traveled… Continue reading From a Flower
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Sonnet 1: A Love Poem
Sonnet 1: A Love Poem I’m exactly what you said I would be. The sin, the stain, the blood, the pain, the wrath, the greed. I’m nothing more than you thought of me. I’m just like your nightmares, except I bleed. My blood reeks of salty teardrops and hate. It reeks of soggy darkness… Continue reading Sonnet 1: A Love Poem
Red Whine
AB. The blood. Blood of his story. Bandaged. The blood. Blood of his story. Abrasive. The blood. Blood of his story. Barbecued. The blood. Blood of his story. Abused. The blood. Blood of his story. Ballistic. The blood. Blood of his story. Abnegated. The blood. Blood of his story.… Continue reading Red Whine
‘Til Death Do Us Part.
I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I sat in the car all Sunday afternoon weeping until my eyes became raw and swollen, which I do every Sunday from 3:30pm to 4:30pm while my husband watches football, before heading back inside to continue being a wife. When I first started this ritual, the neighbors… Continue reading ‘Til Death Do Us Part.
The Alien in the Alley
The Alien in the Alley She is hairy and Abstract and lives on the walls with wings dipped in black. She’s not a cliché fly. She is a jaw-dropping butterfly. A goddamn mighty butterfly. With vivid, godly wings that are lengthy like sophisticated words. She, a spellbinding creature, surrounded by bile… Continue reading The Alien in the Alley
AmethysT
Amethyst; that was her name, and that was the shade of her strut. She’d float down the sidewalk like an apparition, in high-heels sharp like the corners of counters, and force the smell of manually-mashed passionfruit to mingle with the cool air. Click, clack. Click, clack. The heels. Left, right. Left, right. The eyes. She… Continue reading AmethysT
Residency.
He will always be home. The smell of that apple-scented candle lingering through the vents of the house Shoes with muddy tongues lined up by the front door Red, hot stove burners alive on Sunday mornings Scratches and greasy fingerprints cluttering the worn porcelain bowls Battered pillows covered in drool and old make up Wrinkled… Continue reading Residency.
I’m On YouTube!
Click here to subscribe to my YouTube! My first post will be next Sunday! Big and exciting things are happening on my blog in 2017. The first of many great announcements is the introduction of my YouTube! I have officially joined YouTube and I would love for you all to subscribe to it! If reading pedantic posts all… Continue reading I’m On YouTube!
My Top Ten Songs of the Week
Every Sunday, I will be posting the top ten songs I could not stop playing all week. Some songs may be on for more than one week because they’re that good. Haha. They also vary in genre, era, and more. And, yes, I love my musical versatility. Haha. I can be listening to Imagine by… Continue reading My Top Ten Songs of the Week
My Top Ten Songs of the Week.
Every Sunday, I will be posting the top ten songs I could not stop playing all week. Some songs may be on for more than one week because they’re that good. Haha. They also vary in genre, era, and more. And, yes, I love my musical versatility. Haha. I can be listening to Imagine by… Continue reading My Top Ten Songs of the Week.
